Blackmailed For Love

He didn't knock as he entered the small file room.He stood there and looked around, if he was impressed by the work I'd had done in just two days he didn't say it.

Instead when his eyes came back to me they were as cold and hard as an ice block.

Once upon a time they used to look at me like I was his whole world.

"Get up.We are leaving."

I blinked up at him, not understanding where he was taking me.

His eyes narrowed on me and he said, "You are not doing a good job of following my orders."

Not giving into the urge to roll my eyes, I stood up and grabbed my small purse.

Pressing my hand down to smooth out my skirt, I rounded the desk and I asked, "Where are you taking me?"

"Your home.I decided I'll drop my whore back at her place at the end of the day."

His words made me wince and he saw it as a moment later he grabbed my wrist to pull me in front of him.

His hard eyes caressed my face and he said, "I won't let you forget it.The way I couldn't forget.I'll keep reminding you and myself who you truly are."

I bit down the inside of my cheek and stared back at him.I won't give him the satisfaction of knowing how his words were scratching at my bruised heart.

He gripped my face and dug his fingers into my cheeks as he demanded, "Say it."

One thing about Kristian was, he always lashed out and did everything he could to not be the only one feeling the pain.

When someone hurts him he hurts them back tenfold.

And he didn't know how to stop until his enemy was beaten down and destroyed.

I had seen it with my own eyes.I knew it deep in my bones how far he could go.

So there was no trying to fight it.

Also, I just didn't want to fight him.

He had his demons and I used to be his comforting place despite our age difference but then I turned on him, became the one who broke his trust, and became another person in his list of demons.

"I am a whore." I said, giving him what he wanted.

Or maybe I was just a glutton for punishment His lips twisted.

"Whose?"

"Yours."

Only his.

Ever his.

"That's right.Don't you ever forget that."

He walked out of the room and made me follow him.

Unlike him my steps were hesitant as I followed him, I didn't want him to drop me home.

filled out, I had lied

status as

life but now he wanted to drop me home: Please, God, make

Nope.

Not on my side.

Like he ever is.

why?  His car didn't

it any less than the

lips curved up as a

time he had gotten his Ferrari GT and he had

how we had spent the evening

it on the way and without waiting for me or

later I heard

before he could get irritated and start to throw

sat down, I tried, I had

"You don't have to drive me.I can go.I'll

He didn't say anything.

held the steering wheel like one would hold a lover as he pulled out of the parking lot

later, I knew where he

Sky Apartments, the wrong address I had written on the form after looking it up

licked my lips and tried again, "You can drop me

had a few things

his gaze turned to me and he said,

you

went up on my forehead in

take him up on his offer, I didn't have enough money

I sighed.

buy

have to

for him to leave then

cost me to take a different and longer route back to my actual

the usual butterscotch pastry

the fact that I would be late to reach on time to my shift

car came to a slow stop at

to him

that made me nervous and then, he said,

becoming such a gentleman all of a

both knew he

shook my head and put a smile on my face

cursed my fate as he

hated me so much as I saw Kristian rounding the

I didn't wait as I opened the door and

stand on my side, I blurted out, "You

He arched a brow.

and looked for a reason why he couldn't

"Mom wouldn't want

silence stretched between us

what felt like hours he stood back against his car, crossed his legs at the ankles and folded

I saw the picture

like a

a suit that was a combination of